He’s having a nightmare. Screaming, crying… the past coming to traumatise him in his sleep. The day he was on that rooftop. He didn’t know you back then. The day it took everyone to stop him. Stop him from one, single, jump. A jump that was going to end his life-

GASP.

He wakes up. Startled. Yet another day he must wake up, knowing that in fact he has not actually died. Should he be happy? Angry? Upset? He doesn’t know anymore.

As he wakes up in his bed, he looks to his side. And there you are. He forgot he brought you home last night. He forgot that he felt safe with you, safe enough to love you. He forgot you were there, with the trauma eating up his memories, replacing them with duplicates of itself, ruining Marriott’s brain. It’s a complicated life. But Marriott wants you in it.